𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲 | Harry Potter x Male Reader

•A Chat With Dumbledore•

[Thought ]
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He started looking around. That's when he saw the Sorting Hat on a shelf.

The door suddenly opened, and McGonagall came out.

She looked at Y/N.
McGonagall: Ok, Potter. Go in.
She said, as she left.

Y/N did what he was told, and got inside the room, closing the door behind him.

He gulped.
Dumbledore: Y/N, please, take a seat.
A kind voice said, making Y/N jump.

He looked in front of him, just to see Dumbledore. That's where he was. He was in Dumbledore's office.

Y/N sat down, trembling a little, his mind traveling.
Y/N: Is he going to expel me? Just because I punched Malfoy?
He thought.

Dumbledore chuckled, and sat in front of him.
Dumbledore: Do not be scared, Y/N. I just want to have a chat with you.
He said.

Y/N sighed in relief.
Dumbledore: Now that you've calmed down, tell me... Do your arms hurt?
He asks.

Y/N was shocked to hear that.
Y/N: How does he know that?
He thought.

Y/N looked away.
Y/N: It's okay, sir. It's nothing important anyway. I can deal with it just fine.
He muttered.

But Dumbledore shook his head.
Dumbledore: You don't have to be scared, Y/N. You don't have to hide your pain from me. I'm not here to judge you or something. I'm here as a friend. And as a friend, I wish to help you. I know you try to be strong for Harry, Y/N.
He said.

Y/N opened his mouth, but then closed it again. He just couldn't look at the man in the eyes. Those eyes that seemed to look deep inside of him, as if they saw something no one else could see.

Y/N: It... Hurts a little...
He mumbled. Dumbledore smiled kindly.

Dumbledore: Mind if I see?
He asked.

Y/N lifted up his sleeves and showed him his arms. He had some livids on them.
Dumbledore: I see... That was a Magical Outburst.
He said.

Y/N finally looked at him, tilting his head in confusion.

Y/N: A what?
He asked.

Dumbledore chuckled.
Dumbledore: It's rather simple. You saw Mr Longbottom fall, and you used a spell unconsciously. You didn't even know what spell you used or what was its incantation. It just happened. I can assure that the spell you used is an advanced spell, and because of the Magical Outburst, its power got amplified, and as a result, you hurt yourself.
He explained.

Y/N: I see...
He said. Dumbledore looks at him.

Dumbledore: Why did you punch Mr Malfoy, Y/N?
He asked, catching Y/N by surprise.

Y/N: I did it because he was trying to make Harry do something stupid and get expelled. He got already bullied enough, and I don't want him to experience that again.
He said, clenching his fists, as he looked down, ashamed for his actions.

Dumbledore put a hand on his shoulder.
Dumbledore: Y/N, what you did today was wrong, but for this time, I won't punish you. Also, I think you should stop to put an act with Harry, and tell him what you and how you really feel. I'm sure he wants to protect you just as much as you want to protect him.
He said.

Y/N nodded.
Dumbledore: Alright. You can go now, or you'll be late for your lessons.
He said, smiling at Y/N.
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